Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Tunisia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Dirtbombs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Panda Bear,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deakin,
Grey Daturas,
the Bar-Kays,
The United States of America,
Nils Olav,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ten City,
Tropical Tobacco,
Interpol,
Bad Manners,
Depeche Mode,
Faust,
Sound Behaviour,
a-ha,
Al Stewart,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wolf Eyes,
Sight & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pantaleimon,
Second Layer,
Technova,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
ABC,
Kerri Chandler,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donny Hathaway,
Amon Düül,
Rapeman,
The Invisible,
Mr. Review,
The Gap Band,
The Stooges,
Danielle Patucci,
Visage,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Rundgren,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Royal Trux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Leaves,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Music Machine,
Lungfish,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.